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206, 803 Rock.

Hello, Matt.

Welcome to the men's room.

Afternoon, boys.

How you doing?

Ola.

So this is going to go down memory lane for anybody, I think, in Washington.

It may be in other states, but 70s, 80s, there was a restaurant called Farrells, and parents would take their kids there for

the giant birthday parties, and they would serve a community bowl of ice cream.

And basically, that thing was a petri dish of cold, flu, later years, probably some cold sores,

maybe even some herpes.

Nowadays, that, that restaurant wouldn't even be able to exist.

It was just, in retrospect, absolutely disgusting.

Was this for like kids' birthday parties and just special occasions?

Yeah, it was a, it was kind of the original, um, uh,

flare restaurant had all the tunchies on the wall and stuff like that.

And the guys, the serving staff would dress up as the old, uh, like bar keeps with the

shrike shirts and the, the black pants and stuff like that.

It was, it was all fanfare.

You know, Red Robin kind of is a very, very, very tame version of it, you know,

when they'd sing happy birthday.

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